“Our call girl” I heard school’s cleaning lady laughed not long after I arrived in school this Thursday morning (April 28th).

“Who?” but before she answered my question, I’ve heard a familiar voice. Yohana! ‘our call girl’ has become sort of our joke and tease for her because she came only after headmaster gave her a call to replace her whenever headmaster wasn’t able to teach in Playgroup (PG) class.

“Hello, Yo” I grinned at her and feeling something special today because we were having an former fellow teacher among us.

We chatted and joked around in my classroom. Exchanging news, stories and complaints. But no doubt that we were all happy to have her in school today.

If only headmaster is a character that brings light in school I’m certain the air in school would be filled with joy because we who have worked for more than 5 years in this kindergarten have built up quite a strong bond and good relationship.

Unfortunately headmaster is unpredictable. Everyday I leave home and go to school with a question hanging on my head of what angel would I meet in headmaster. Would it be the angel of God or the angel of devil?

Oh yes, so each of us have our light and dark sides. Good and bad sides. But we can measure which one is dominant.

I admit that my mood has been influenced by the angel of devil lately. At least that’s what some kids think.

“You’re different” said Justin sometime ago.

“Why is it you’re like this now?” asked Calvin not too long ago.

Their questions came like a big blow to me. Yes, I admit that I’m not the same person after I’m appointed to incharge in this class. I never see it as a burden. But it does make me tense.

It really takes lots of my time and energy to incharge in a class of 16 kids for 6 days a week. Not to mention to have to run B class tutoring twice a week and teach English in B class once a week.

Plus I don’t get any break from teaching. I’ve Sunday school and tutoring too every Sunday. All of this is what I think have changed me. The bad part is it turned me into a person that I myself dislike. Gosh, what should I do to have my joy and serenity back?

Maybe I need a change so new things will refresh me.

Well, I made the kids busy today with class activity of coloring the drawing of a kid standing in the rain under his raincoat and umbrella. My instruction for them not to color the umbrella have been followed by all the kids. Good.

After that they did maze of a girl who needs help finding her path to the right scene. She has her umbrella so she will go to a place where it is raining.

Some kids made me felt I’d go jump and screaming out of frustration seeing them repeated same mistakes even after I gave slow and detailed explanation on how to do that maze.

At the end I had to hold those kids’s hands and drew the line with crayon the right path the girl in the maze should take to the right location. If I didn’t do this they drive me crazy by doing the same mistake over and over again.

The thing is I don’t have 2-3 kids in class. There were 15 kids in class today. 15 living being with 15 varieties. And as I’ve written in previous journal on this blog is when you deal with kids it feels that 2 eyes, 2 ears, 2 arms, 2 hands, 10 fingers, 2 feet and 1 mouth aren’t enough. Lol.

The last task is to glue the missing number on the clock. This once again brought headache to me because some kids seemed haven’t remembered that certain task has become routine such as whenever they saw any letter or number in grey it means they have to bold it with their pencils.

Some kids live their routinities with wide open eyes but unable to take it to their memory as if they have their bath, getting dressed, meal time etc in unconscious state. That’s what make them give ‘I don’t know’ answer when asked what they do after they get up in the morning.

Not all kids are like them and mostly are boys. So be glad to be born as female because though they say female is weak creature but we are not. We have things that make us superior than the male.

Anyway, Stevanky, one of the kid in my class, has become more keen to become my assistant in class. Especially after Evelyn resigned.

It is funny to see him move around from one classmate to another. Watching, giving direction and helping them doing their tasks. Saying ‘no no’ when they didn’t do it well or made mistake and said ‘good. Ok. Smart’ when they did it well. I mean, how many 5 year old do you know who does stuff like this?

The thing is I never sit quietly in class. I always move fast from one kid to another. And I found myself bump or step into Stevanky’s feet many times.

I’ve forewarned him though “I move around in high speed, Stevanky. So don’t take it personally if I accidentally bump into you or step on your feet or hit you with my elbow. You’ve to forgive me too if I bark at you to ask you to move over because you stand on my way. Ok”

It is amazed and touched me though to see the kids still love me no matter how bad I’d behave toward them.

Their love is definitely the true love. Pure and sincere.

In my limitations and weaknesses I love them too with all of my heart.

Anyway, after school Yohana bought ‘rangi’ cake. It’s one of Indonesian traditional cake made of flour, coconut and palm sugar. It has become rare to find as kids these days prefer to have western snack. But this cake remains as one of my favorite snacks. So we had ‘rangi’ party and took photos as well.

Maybe (Enrique)

I Won't Give Up (Jason Mraz ft. Daryl Hall)

Say Something (Christina Aguilera)

One Call Away (Charlie Puth)

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Who is Keke?

I am a person whose life is full of surprises. Have a degree in banking management but after spending about 11 years moving from one office job to another, I ended up teaching in kindergarten from 2005 to 2011. Due to some reason I had to resign from that kindergarten as I have got myself.. yep, another office job. Something that I never thought I would do again for a living. Writing in this blog continues though. I just want you to know what is this former kindergarten teacher does & thinks after she resigned from her teaching post. I like my present job but I know I am a teacher. One day I will teach in school again.